Jianghu poems

Poems describing rivers and lakes are as follows:

1, send a few replies to Huang.

I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't send geese to deliver books.

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.

Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases.

I want to study, my head is white, and the ape across the stream is crying.

Translation:

I live on the northern seashore and you live on the southern seashore. I want to send a book to Hongyan, but it can't fly to Hengyang.

The spring breeze sees peaches and plums drinking wine, and the rivers and lakes are down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you in the autumn rain.

You only have four empty walls to support your livelihood. It's hard. The ancients made a good doctor by folding their elbows three times. I hope you don't.

I think you are poor, self-sufficient and study hard, and now your hair is white. Through the miasma-filled mountain stream, the apes wailed and climbed the ivy deep in the forest.

2, chivalrous.

The swordsmen of Zhao are dotted with tassels at will, and their swords are as bright as Shuang Shuang.

The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.

Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.

After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.

Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.

Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.

Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.

After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.

When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened.

Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.

As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.

Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .

Translation:

Zhao's chivalrous hat is dotted casually, but his sword is as bright as frost and snow.

The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off, flying like a whispering meteor.

Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.

After that, I brushed my clothes and left, anonymously, without revealing a word.

Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I just take a walk in Xinling County, have a drink, take off my sword and cross my knees.

Eat large pieces of meat with Zhu Hai and drink in a big bowl with Hou Ying.

After three drinks, a promise is worth a thousand dollars, and loyalty is more important than five mountains.

After drinking, my eyes were dim, my ears were burning, and I was full of energy and swallowed the rainbow.

Zhu Hai killed the general with a golden mallet and stole the bugle to save Zhao, which greatly shocked the soldiers and civilians in Handan.

Zhu Hai and Hou Ying, two strong men, are famous in Daliangcheng.

As a chivalrous man, even if he dies, he will remain fragrant. He is worth being a hero all his life.

Who can learn from Yang Xiong, a Confucian scholar who has been on the bookshelf all his life, his hair is white, and he is still writing Xuan Jing.